Chapter 94 Shiva pleases, what a big bed (Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket)
Following the immortal's instructions, Indra walked slowly in the mountains.

Soon, he came to the end of the road, and the green grass disappeared, and a cool and comfortable air instantly filled his face.

This is an empty hilltop.

The land is flat and you can see the end at a glance. You can't help but look towards the middle of the end, where there is a towering black linga pillar that reaches from the sky to the earth. A snow-white light emanates from the pillar, brilliant and holy.

The Linga Pillar is huge, black and round, standing upright on the top of the hill.

In the distance, there is a vast sea of ​​clouds and endless mountains, as if they are just a foil to the Linga Pillar, highlighting the greatness of the Linga.

At this time, many immortals loudly praised the sky.

"so big!"

Indra looked at the Linga Pillar here.

This was not the first time he came here. He had been here several times as far as he could remember. However, every time he saw this huge black pillar, he couldn't help but praise it again.

so big!

It’s worthy of being called Datian!
Really big!
"Praise the Heaven!"

Indra looked at the huge pillar standing in front of him, clasped his hands together and muttered.

At this moment, he raised his eyebrows slightly, blinked, and suddenly remembered that he still had a lot of marigolds from the previous fire sacrifice.

"Since we are here, it's a good time to offer sacrifices!"

Indra mobilized his divine power.

In an instant, a black cloud appeared in the sky.

The cloud was not big, about the size of a house, but it was extremely dark and looked very thick.

Wow!
The rain suddenly poured down like a bucket, pouring down on the huge linga.

Seeing this strange sight, many immortals were startled and looked around.

Swish!
As their eyes scanned, Indra's figure appeared in their eyes.

"Indra?"

"Indra."

"Indra!"

"Indra the Wise~"

With their eyebrows raised and their mouths slightly opened, they stared at Indra, who was clasping his hands together in praise, with expressions of surprise.

Wow!
The rain fell like a bucket, pouring down on this huge linga.

The next moment, Indra opened his hands, the clouds dispersed and the sky cleared. Countless brilliant lights were like pillars of light, shining on the linga. Beautiful marigolds floated down like flowers scattered by a fairy.

The beautiful marigolds fell not only on the linga, but also on many rishis.

The fairies stretched out their hands to catch the falling marigolds and couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling, sighing with emotion. It was truly a beautiful sacrifice.

He is worthy of being Indra, the wise man recognized by the Vedas!
"Praise the Heaven!"

Indra smiled.

After the ceremony, he walked towards the immortals.

The sages also stood and watched until the sage Dhāraṇīya came out, put his hands together and saluted Indra with a smile.

There was an expression of reverence on every face.

"Praise the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Praise to the wise Indra!"

The sage Tuotica said respectfully.

"Praise to the sage Tuttica!"

Indra smiled, and then nodded slightly to the other immortals around him.

"Is the Emperor of Heaven coming to Jiluosha this time to see Mahadeva?"

The hermit Tuotiga put his hands together, leaned forward slightly, blinked his eyes, and asked curiously.

Indra smiled, his lips moving slightly.

"I'm here to do penance!"

"Recently, an Asura has been blessed and harassing the Brahma world. I want to practice hard for a while and gain the strength to protect the gods."

Indra rolled his eyes and found an excuse.

This reason was one of his thoughts, but not all. Some things cannot be said, as saying them would easily lead to embarrassment.

Hearing this, the hermit Tuotiga shook his head slightly with a look of admiration on his face.

"If you are not the Emperor of Heaven, you must be a powerful celestial being!"

"No!"

"You are a sage who can resonate with the Vedas. Perhaps the term Brahma is not enough to call you a sage!"

The path of the sage Tuotiga.

There are several types of immortals.

The Kshatriyas who practiced asceticism to become immortals are called king immortals! The gods who practiced asceticism to become immortals are called celestial immortals!
The immortal that the worshiper becomes through hard practice is called a Brahma immortal!
Among these three types of immortals, the Brahma immortals are the most noble, followed by the celestial immortals, and then the king immortals!
Indra smiled but said nothing.

He actually wanted to ask Datian if he could resign and change his job from being the Emperor of Heaven to being an immortal, which would be pretty good too.

This is much more comfortable than being the Emperor of Heaven!
The Emperor of Heaven is as strong as iron, and the Asura King is as strong as iron.

If I really become an immortal, I don’t know how my life will be, but at least I won’t have to suffer so many beatings from the Asura Kings in the future.

"Please prepare a place for me to practice asceticism!"

Indra said.

Upon hearing this, the hermit Tuotica immediately began to lead the way.

"If the Emperor of Heaven wants to practice hard, he might as well get closer to Mahadeva Linga, right below!"

"How about it?"

The path of the sage Tuotiga.

Indra looked at the huge black linga.

When offering sacrifices to the linga, watering is required!
Here, I won’t be doused with water every day, right?
"I came here to sleep!"

Indra was secretly complaining in his heart.

He blinked and pretended to be ignorant: "My way of practicing is a little different. It is not suitable for places with too many people. Let's go somewhere else!"

Upon hearing this, the hermit Tuticha was a little surprised.

Does the Emperor of Heaven have to perform some cruel training and speed up the ascetic training for the sake of the gods?

"it is good!"

The path of the sage Tuotiga.

As they were talking, the two of them started walking in the meditation forest of Jiluosha.

“This one doesn’t quite fit!”

"No! No!"

"No, I want a place with big flat rocks, bigger rocks!"

……

The top of Jirosa.

There are many shade trees.

Shiva sits on a big rock with a natural smile on his face, his black hair loose and his body covered with leopard skin. He holds a trident in one hand and sits with one leg slightly bent and the other leg hanging relaxedly.

Parvati on the side turned her head and looked at her lover with a hint of tranquility on her beautiful face.

At this time, Lord Shiva smiled.

The smile was as pure as the cool spring water flowing in the mountain stream, flowing over countless rocks and into everyone's hearts.

Datian smiled!

Who pleased the heaven?

The sacred bull Nandi tilted his head, flapped his ears, opened his eyes wide, and stared at Datian curiously.

"Nan Di, get a stone."

Shiva said with a smile.

Nan Di stood up with a smile, quickly took a step forward, turned around, and began to search in the lush green forest around him.

Not long after, Nan Di came running over with the zombies.

This clan is also Shiva's servants!

They hugged various stones with laughter.

Some are big, some are small! Some are light, some are heavy! Some are flat, some are bumpy!
Nan Di held several stones in his hands and was the first to rush to Datian.

Shiva smiled faintly, raised his hand, grabbed a small stone from Nandi's hand, and held it in his palm.

Swish!
The next moment, the small stone disappeared.

……

The hermit Tudita was sweating profusely.

He didn't expect that the Heavenly Emperor had such high requirements for the place for ascetic practice. He took the Heavenly Emperor to look for several places in this meditation forest but couldn't find one.

"And let's continue!"

The path of the sage Tuotiga.

"All right!"

Indra shook his head in agreement.

As soon as the words fell, a faint white mist floated past a corner of the green forest ahead.

The clouds have dissipated!

A flat boulder suddenly appeared!

(End of this chapter)